I am angry angry angry today. It kind of crept up on me. I was fine. And then I noticed the dull humming that occupies my office. Some days it’s louder than others, and today it is boring into my brain with the precision of a steadily twisting grapefruit spoon.
The Hum has brought up anger from earlier in the day. A feeling that was bemusement and frustration that, over the course of day, while I wasn’t looking, turned into a swiftly growing somersault of rage and emotion.
Luckily, Thursday is Livingroom Yoga day. And I will be hosting a class of one in the bedroom after work with just enough time to gobble up dinner before LOST begins. But in the meantime, where do I put this feeling? Here I am, noticing it, acknowledging it. Waiting for it to pass like a bunny-shaped cloud overhead. It’s not leaving yet.